Chapter 454, Private Talk

Within Ryan's territory, the settlement of the Anglund clan.

Here is a small hill, where the statues of the three main gods of the dwarves stand. The long stone road is solid and flat, and there is a lot of traffic on the road. Many serfs here are laughing all the way to welcome the Winter Veil Festival. After finishing work, he returned home with wine and meat, talking loudly about the Earl's victory. It seemed that as long as Ryan led the army to go out, the victory had been confirmed, and all everyone had to do was celebrate.

"Lian has really done great things in recent years. I can hear his name all year round in Courona." Duke Hagen said to Count Jean-Harlan: "Look at his town, I Feels like my castle is like the country."

"Earl Lane took a trick to a certain extent, but it is a manifestation of his personal strength and charm. Only a lady knows why the wood elves are willing to take the initiative to trade with him." Earl Harlan shook his head: "But this is not the point, the point Yes...we must seize this opportunity, the principality’s rebellion and food shortages are serious, if the problem is not resolved if it continues, my Duke, our honor will be stained.”

Count Jean-Harlan's words just hit the deepest worry in Duke Hagen's heart. It is a very disgraceful thing for him to fail to protect and manage the land and people bestowed by the goddess, but this Duke has never been good at Dealing with internal affairs, he could only ask subconsciously: "It is a good thing for the dwarves to establish a trading post and plan to develop that wasteland, but how do you think we should negotiate? Can we ask for the franchise of dwarven weapons? By the way, ask these dwarves Surrender? I don't want them to pay tribute, at least a verbal expression of submission will do."

"Hey..." Earl Jean-Harlan was very speechless. He thought to himself that it would be easier for you to ask the dwarf to pay tribute and let the dwarf show his submission? Are you here to discuss cooperation or afternoon?

But there is no way, the level of Duke Hagen's internal affairs is like this. He has always been famous for his personal virtues and bravery. He usually doesn't care about internal affairs, but leaves all these matters to his cousin, Earl Harlan. Earl Harlan was worried about managing the entire duchy, but Duke Hagen was at ease.

The two followed with a group of followers watching the dwarves' settlement from a distance, and Count Jean-Harlan had no choice but to persuade him earnestly: "My lord, those are dwarves. Although this is cooperation, we have something to ask for. People, at this time, we should make concessions, resume production as soon as possible, and suppressing the rebellion is the top priority, and we can recover other losses from the future taxes of the trading post."

"Well, yes, you're right." Although Duke Hagen didn't understand much, he was willing to let go of power: "Then how should we negotiate with the dwarves? Should we try fist-guessing or drink alcohol? Or must we negotiate with the dwarves?" Dwarf wrestling? I'm not very good at that..."

The duke's words made his regent nearly bump his head against the roadside sign.

In the settlement, Bellegar was drinking with patriarch Berrick North Star, engineer Dugan Iron Man, chief engineer Hal Haval-Gold Digger, and his chief rune blacksmith Slud-Honest Man, etc., by the way Discussing how to concentrate their forces, first build the Blackstone stronghold, and then consider how to conquer Bafeng Mountain.

After the previous failures, Bellega's mind became clearer. He said that he must make sufficient preparations, at least mass-produce weapons and equipment, as well as artillery, and stockpile enough food.

However, the attention of these patriarchs, artisan guilds, and engineers is not on this: "A brewery! A brewery that produces dwarven beer! And a brewery that is big enough,

A large tavern big enough to seat at least 800 dwarves! That's right, the dwarves need this, there's only enough beer to rejuvenate our clan! "

"That's right! I think that's our priority, a brewery."

"Yes! Other things can be ignored for the time being. We think our top priority is two, first, sufficient gold reserves, and second, breweries and large taverns!"

The dwarves chattered and discussed, and Belega also felt dizzy. The King of Eight Peaks Mountain was still a little relieved. With the base, his clan was full of vitality again. Currently, more than 4,000 dwarves have settled in the Blackstone Stronghold , build idols and butcher churches to expel vampire corruption, currently there are still about 2,000 clansmen staying on Ryan's side, and Bellega intends to leave a thousand people in Ryan's territory to continue living here in settlements, to serve Ryan, and also It's a reward.

The dwarves were noisy, the atmosphere was hot, and the beer was brought in barrel by barrel. The idea of ​​the brewery had been concreted into the implementation plan, and the gun workshop that Bellega cared about was still talked about, which made Bafengshan The king was a little unhappy, and he knocked on the table with his hand, but his wife, Komanik, signaled Bellega not to be impulsive. In the dwarven clan, the craftsmen's association and the patriarchs always held great power.

"Since they want to build, let's build it." Komanik whispered: "My husband, you have to learn to compromise."

Before the queen finished speaking, the door of the big house suddenly opened, and several Breton nobles came in under the guidance of the hammer warriors. The strong smell of beer, tobacco and sweat made the few There was some personal discomfort, but they held back and moved forward slowly, making sure not to exceed the slow pace of the hammer warriors who led the way.

Behind the nobleman, four humans carried a wooden box engraved with the head of a white stag on the red and black coat of arms of the family coat of arms of Duke Gisoleoch.

Dozens of pairs of dwarves stared at the visitor, which made the visitor feel a little pressured, and he performed a standard common etiquette: "Your Majesty the Dwarves, King Belegar of Eight Peaks Mountain, I have brought Jisorai Greetings from His Excellency Hagen, Duke of Oaks, may your body be as strong as steel."

The dwarves glanced at each other and moved out of the way. Bellegar sat behind the wine table, and the king of the Angrund clan was a little embarrassed because he had to look up at the person who came.

Don't these humans even know the rules? !

"Who are you?" Bellegar's tone was not very pleasant.

"I'm Jean-Harlan, Earl of North Guisoleaux, cousin of the Duke of Hagen."

"Oh!" The expression on Bellegar's face became better. Dwarfs pay special attention to blood relationship, especially for dwarves with few women. Cousins ​​are equal to brothers, and nephews and nieces are equal to biological children.

From the dwarf's point of view, sending his cousin here shows that Duke Hagen attaches great importance to this matter, so Bellegar then asked: "So you agreed to our proposal to propose a trading post? And, Your Excellency Hagen himself Why don't you come?"

"The Duke himself doesn't know much about the way dwarves speak, and it is easy to cause misunderstandings. We agree to your suggestion of building a trading post, but we have a small... request." Count Jean-Harlan said cautiously.

"Oh, that means you need the help of the dwarves?" Bellegar said bluntly, "Tell me, what help? Tell me! What do you want the dwarves to do for you?"

Count Jean-Harlan's face changed again and again. Even though he was prepared in his heart, he was still frightened by the dwarf's directness. If someone in the court spoke like this, the nobles would tell him to get out.

"There is a rebellion in the principality, King Bellega, we need your help, otherwise, in the case of serf rebellion, it will be difficult for us to establish a stable trade route and develop that wasteland." Count Jean-Harlan simply said said.

"Help? Then you should go to your king, or ride your horses to kill the enemy yourself. What does this have to do with the dwarves? Why should the dwarves pay the price to help you fight?" Bellegar's attitude was still not good.

Count Jean-Harlan thought to himself that it was fortunate that Duke Hagen didn't come in, otherwise the two sides would definitely turn their faces.

When the time came to negotiate terms, Count Jean-Harlan signaled his men to open the wooden box.

Inside the wooden box were several pieces of dwarven oath gold, a few stacked gold bars, and a large handful of golden crowns and gleaming silver coins. A large box full of gold and silver made a metal friction sound that fascinated the dwarves. Light and shadow reflect in the room.

Bellegar and his people were instantly fascinated by the gold and silver in the box: "Is this... for us?"

"The Duke is generous, King Bellegar, we will not let the dwarves pay for our troubles, please do us this favor!" Count Jean-Harlan used his tone carefully, and he was a little proud. Silver's hobbies and desires are inscribed in his genes.

"Very good, I accept it!" Sure enough, everything was as expected - Bellegar was satisfied with the money, as Earl Harlan expected, he agreed, and the King of Eight Peaks Mountain signaled his subordinates to take the box, and suddenly asked: "Then ...How do you plan to deal with those rebels? Execute them all?"

"Ah? This..." Bellegar's rhetorical question surprised the visitors.

"I have a proposal...the dwarves need manpower..." Bellegar started bargaining according to the plan discussed with Ryan.

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At night, inside the winery.

The fireplace in the room was crackling, and the cold air outside the house was blocked by the windows. Inside, the Tyrell carpet covered the wooden floor of the room. Ryan sat behind a desk made of cherry wood and looked at the documents. The maid Emilia sat beside Ryan, leaning against him intimately, enjoying the time when the two were alone.

After this year is over, in the spring of next year, Emilia will return to Nur to become the duchess and elector.

Unlike before, who liked to comb her long straight golden hair, now Emilia has her hair up, which means that she is no longer a girl.

After looking at the document for a while, Ryan suddenly said, "Emilia?"

"What's the matter Ryan?" Emilia looked at Ryan very attached, her face full of reluctance: "What do you want to say to me?"

"What kind of Winter Veil Festival do you want?" Ryan asked casually, "I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Hey?!" Emilia's face turned red when she was wandering away. The little maid thought for a while, and said inexplicably: "Lian, you are really! You are full of such things!"

"Ah?!" Ryan thought I was talking to you about the same thing?

At this time, Suria pushed the door open and came in. The countess was holding a plate of snacks with a smile on her face: "Lian, Emilia, you have worked hard, let's take a rest!"

The snacks are some pastries and three cups of hot milk, and Ryan did not refuse. The three sat down to taste the pastries. Ryan put the exquisite pastries in his mouth, and he smiled at Suria: "I was thinking, Duke Hagen would Won't you agree to Bellegar's conditions?"

"Duke Hagen won't agree, but Count Jean-Harlan will persuade him to agree, Ryan, you don't have to worry." There was a little blame in Suria's sea-blue eyes, and she knew that her husband asked herself on purpose: "You You clearly have the answer in your heart, but you still want me to say it~"

"We are a husband and wife, and I want to ask for your opinion on some things." Ryan smiled maliciously: "I always feel more at ease after listening to you."

"Duke Hagen has no reason to refuse. This is a mutually beneficial cooperation." Suria put down the teacup, and the female knight changed her pair of long black silk legs to a sitting position, and then said: "It's King Belega's temper. , or the temper of the dwarves can easily cause some changes in the cooperation, Ryan, I suggest that you also send a detachment to act with King Belgar."

"Well, indeed." Ryan nodded in agreement.

After chatting for a few more words, it was already very late. Emilia kissed Ryan on the mouth a little bit wronged, then went back to the next room to rest, and gave the time to Suria. The female knight had already arranged for a servant After the bed was made, the husband and wife got into the bed, and Ryan hugged his wife's slender waist obsessively: "Is there nothing wrong with the territory for a while?"

"It's nothing, the biggest trouble is that Ms. Teresa encountered some problems when she was repairing her wizard tower, but it has been resolved now." Suria leaned in her husband's arms, her long golden curly hair fell like a waterfall, She said with great interest: "It's nothing more than she wanted to build too well, but the budget was a little insufficient. Besides, the Garland Council sent a group of ice-type witch apprentices, and they obviously didn't adapt to Brittany. The climate here in Niah is relatively warm and humid, and some of them are not acclimatized, so they were admitted to the hospital together."

The thick curtains covered all the light, only the floor lamp was emitting a dim yellow light, and there was a "whoosh" wind outside the window. After hearing this, Ryan's expression changed a little. He hugged Suria tightly and whispered: "Actually , I don’t agree with Teresa’s coming here to build a wizard tower, first of all, as you said, the climate is not acclimatized, and second, she could have inherited her mother’s wizard tower, and building another one would take too much energy and money.”

"But you have no reason to refuse, who made my husband so good?" Suria turned around, she stared at Ryan's face: "You respect her choice, so you don't stop her, you feel pity for her, Feel guilty again, so you accept her."

"I'm a man after all." Ryan blushed a little, and the man was a little embarrassed in the face of Suria's teasing gaze.

"Is that so, why don't we have a banquet during the Winter Veil Festival?" Su Liya's eyes suddenly flashed, and she continued: "Ms. Veronica, Ms. Teresa, How about Emilia, His Royal Highness Morgiana, and Olika all having a turkey dinner together?"

"Wtf?" Ryan opened his mouth wide.

Even more surprising things are yet to come.

A dazzling light suddenly appeared in the bedroom, and a soft and tender body fell out of the light, and the fragrance of irises overflowed. Someone came and hugged Ryan's neck, got into the bed and lay on Ryan.

"Good idea~ I want to participate too!"